 Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.  Prometheus - Сторінка 149автори: Aeschylus - 1905 - 358 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 стор.
...the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat Upon your brows' ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak*, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? 510 Roise. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 стор.
...add the death of you.. Mai. Merciful heaven! What, man! r.^.'er pull your hat upon your ' brows j ' Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not' speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. " 1 . Maid. My children too ? jlO Rasst. Wife, children, servants, all That could be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 стор.
...add the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 954 стор.
...with bats. gg. To break wind. To give vent to wind in the body. To BREAK, v. я. I. To part in two. Give sorrow words ; the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it treat. Statifean. Л. To burst. The clouds are still ihove ; and, while I speak, A, secoud... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 стор.
...To add the death of you. Mal. Merciful heaven ! — What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. 6 should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 стор.
...To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. 6 should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 стор.
...To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven !— What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd.... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 стор.
...deer To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful Heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows, Give sorrow words ! the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ! Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all that could be found. Macd.... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 стор.
...deer, To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful Heaven! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 440 стор.
...deer,* To add the death of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give, sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak. Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Ros&e. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd.... | |
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